Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

"Master, Captain Zhang said that we can't handle it so quickly. Let's go back to the village to take a rest. We may have to go to the bureau to take notes later."

Zhao Dongsheng looked at the brightly lit mountainside and held his forehead with a headache.

He had heard Zhang Ming swear that he would take people back for interrogation immediately. He thought he could just go down the mountain, but halfway there, he asked Alu to go back to the village and wait for the people from the city bureau.

People are coming, and it’s getting dark.

All the things on the mountainside had to be cleared out and brought back overnight. How could it be so fast?

And the corpse in the cave...

Thinking about Zhao Dongsheng gave me a headache.

Su Chen also found it hard to bear.

He didn't figure it out.

When Zhang Ming and the others were holding Sun Zhiyuan down, looking at the black energy all over Sun Zhiyuan's body, he was even more certain that the latter was Zhao Xiaoting who killed her.

But Zhao Xiaoting's body was in the cave, and Sun Zhiyuan, who had harmed her, was here. How could her soul be outside?

This is very wrong.

Is there anything that I have ignored?

As he frowned in thought, he couldn't help but look around again.

"Brother Zhao, let's go to the top of the mountain and have a look."

When he led the way before, he only wanted to find Sun Zhiyuan, and he didn't stop when he reached the top. Now when he reached the top of the mountain, he looked at Longshan Mountain under the dim night. There were twenty or thirty hills in a row, like a small dragon.

The mountain air also continued, and as far as the eye could see, it was green, but the dragon's neck was faintly black, and the two dragon eyes were gray.

So, is this dragon-like mountain spirit tarnished?

Su Chen frowned slightly.

The wind whined in his ears, as if he was responding to him or crying.

"Brother Zhao, that's where we caught ghosts before, right?"

Su Chen pointed to the black spot and asked Zhao Dongsheng.

Although Zhao Dongsheng was more familiar with the Longshan area than Su Chen, it was not easy to identify clearly at dusk now.

He estimated the direction of the highway and calculated for a while before nodding.

"right!"

"That should be Qingshan Village over there?" Su Chen pointed to one of the gray locations.

Zhao Dongsheng nodded: "We just climbed a mountain."

"What's over there? Is it Songming Village?"

Zhao Dongsheng's siblings were from Songming Village. He had been to propose marriage twice before and was familiar with them. He quickly shook his head: "No."

Su Chen sighed.

The one who defiled the dragon's neck was Zhao Xiaoting, but what was it that defiled the dragon's eyes?

"Let's go back to Qingshan Village first."

Back in the village, Su Chen felt the mountain air and slowly came to the banyan tree at the entrance of the village.

That's it!

Gray air, the air of death.

Su Chen didn't take a closer look before, but now he took a closer look and found that the roots of the old banyan tree had extended to the entire Qingshan Village, and its deathly aura also filled the entire village.

At this moment, under the banyan tree, villagers were sitting in twos and threes chatting.

"You are a sinner, do you know what Ayuan planted? Drugs. Once you take them, you can't quit them. Your whole person will be ruined."

"Hey, before, Lao Sun said that his son went to work, and we all believed him. Let me tell you, Lao Sun secretly went to work."

"I heard that they are going to be shot. Hey, if they all die, only Goudan will be left as a little baby. I'm afraid he won't survive."

"If you ask me, those who grow this kind of thing should have no descendants. I heard that a little bit of this thing can destroy a dozen families. Isn't this a sin?"

"I also said that Lao Sun came here all day long to light incense. Where did he get the money to buy the incense? It turns out it was all dirty money!"

"Yes, yes, why was this tree struck by lightning before? I lit it with incense designated as Black Heart, and God is to blame."

"Isn't that right? That child Goudan had a high fever during confinement, so he shouldn't have survived. He was still protecting him, so he was hacked."

…

Su Chen also listened and was startled.

Suddenly, a leaf swayed and fell.

He raised his head, and under the night, leaves with a lifeless air were spinning down.

Stretching out his hand, the leaves slowly fell on his palm.

Zhao Dongsheng was stunned: "Did the leaves fall off? It shouldn't be."

Yes, it shouldn't be.

The banyan trees in Cuicheng are evergreen all year round and only change their leaves around the Qingming Festival.

The leaves are falling before the new year is over, which is indeed very unusual.

Su Chen seemed to have thought of something and looked at the trunk of the banyan tree. The small green mass trembled and soon dimmed.

This is……

Did you hear the villagers’ discussions?

Do you feel guilty and don’t want to live anymore?

However, children are innocent, what's wrong with protecting them?

Su Chen picked up a branch, asked Zhao Dongsheng to light it with a lighter, and then stood respectfully in front of the banyan tree.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and his heart gradually calmed down.

"The old tree has a spirit. I hope you can continue to live and bless more children and peace in this area. You are right!"

After praying, Su Chen inserted the branches in front of the banyan tree and bowed three times.

His move immediately attracted the attention of the villagers nearby.

"Young man, what are you doing? You want to worship our banyan tree and go to the small shop to buy incense. Can this branch be used as incense?"

"That's right, you have to be sincere to worship me. You are not even willing to pay for the incense. How can you show sincerity?"

They had only said a few words when they were stopped.

The person who stopped them was an old man who lived next to the Tutu Temple.

"Shhhhhhh, what are you talking nonsense about? This young man is a master. Doesn't he know this better than us?"

Everyone looked stunned, and then someone asked cautiously: "Old Jia, is this the master you mentioned before who can ask questions about rice?"

Seeing the old man nod, everyone immediately shrank their necks, laughed dryly at Su Chen, and dared not say a word.

Zhao Dongsheng glanced at them unhappily.

Although he didn't know why Su Chen used the branches as incense, but... Master, do you need to explain to us what he did?

Su Chen's eyes were focused on the tree trunk.

The black air produced by the branches was swaying, but there was a wisp of golden air in it. It floated up with the black air, and soon separated from the black air and slowly floated into the tree trunk.

And in the tree trunk, the green that was originally dim to almost invisible paused when it felt the golden air, and was soon wrapped by the golden air.

Green was nurtured in gold and gradually emitted light.

Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great, it's alive!"

Just as he was happy, the wind blew slowly, and the golden green in the trunk suddenly jumped up, jumped up the trunk, and spread to the branches.

The wind blew again, and the leaves on the banyan tree rustled down.

"Huh? Why are there so many leaves falling all at once?" Everyone was surprised.

Zhao Dongsheng also looked up and was frightened by the dense falling leaves above his head.

This... is the rhythm of falling all.

It is indeed falling all, within a short minute, but soon, small green buds emerged one by one.

Zhao Dongsheng thought he was seeing things at first, and then he shone a flashlight and was surprised: "Master, look, this tree has sprouted!"

"Captain Zhang said before that a tree struck by lightning would not live long, and now it has sprouted, it will definitely not die."

"I think Captain Zhang is talking nonsense, right?"

Su Chen felt the dead air on the banyan tree dissipate with the falling leaves, and the mountain air spread over it again, showing vitality, and smiled and nodded.

Great!

At this moment, a thin breath spread over.

Su Chen looked at it in surprise, and heard a very thin voice in his ear: "Thank you."